Clothes and brocade night travel [comprehensive]

Chapter 68

The novel that Kyogokuhiko is going to adapt to the movie was just completed some time ago, and it sold the highest-selling work in history.

Mei, an introverted and unremarkable ordinary girl, has a crush on Artest, who is as dazzling as a prince in the theater department. From the love at first sight when she entered high school, to the despair and helplessness when she was doomed to be hopeless in her senior year, her forbearance from beginning to end has written the heartache and helplessness of her secret love. , mixed with many social problems that widely exist in various colleges and universities, which has aroused a considerable degree of heated discussion.

I'm sorry that I can't like you, this... Please accept it.

When he graduated, Artai gave the second button on his clothes to Meihe, announcing the death of this young and painful love.

【He always knew...

Miwa clenched the button tightly and burst into tears. 】

I don't know how many people, following the beauty of the ending, shed tears in honor of this hopeless love.

Having said so much, in short, no matter what kind of film it is, as long as there are no major mistakes, it will definitely explode. The popularity of the big ticket, therefore, even if the audition will be temporarily postponed, many people are willing to postpone the schedule to queue up for the audition.

Teacher Tuihong has always been a mystic. This time, Kyogokuhiko is in the name of an investor. Da Lala sat on the judging table, raised his head and asked Diarmuid to pour him water.

"This is?" Xinkai Chengshi stared at Diarmuid with bright eyes. Most of the people in the entertainment industry are a bit sexually inclined. The more beauties they see, the higher their eyesight will become. But at the same time, for the absolute It can be said that there is no resistance to beauty.

"My bodyguard." Kyogokuhiko said.

Diarmuid smiled and bowed slightly to Xinkai Chengshi, the knight's handsome and heroic face became more lively when he smiled, his golden eyes shone brightly under the light, and Xinkai Chengshi couldn't help it He took a deep breath.

"Where's my water?" Jing Jiyan frowned impatiently, reached out and touched a pair of sunglasses and told Diarmuid to put them on. The big lenses can block half of his face, and after wearing them, he added a bit of a cold and stern temperament, which is quite similar to Diarmuid's black suit matched him quite well. Taking a photo and posting it on the Internet might make him a hot topic like the most handsome bodyguard.

In other words, sunglasses are useless.

Gee.

Kyogokuhiko smacked his lips, frowned and began to look through the audition personnel information at hand.

There are so many actors needed by the crew, it is impossible for him to look at them all. In fact, the only candidate he has to personally look at is the male lead Artest. It seems that in the whole novel, there are only gentle, considerate, sunny, handsome, and excellent grades. The merits of the public exist like a background board, which is the real core of this novel.

It can be said that if a suitable actor cannot be selected, Kyogokuhiko would rather lose money and shelve the plan.

Today is the audition for the male lead.

Also the first audition.

Whether it is a heroine or a supporting role, the male protagonist must be selected with him as the center.

Due to Kyogokuhiko's special arrangement, the staff notified all the candidates waiting outside the door to enter as soon as the time came.

"The audition has already started, everyone, please come in." The staff said in strict accordance with Kyogokuhiko's instructions, opened the door and led people in, "Please sit down as you like."

The actors participating in the competition looked at each other, took a deep breath and walked in.

This was a different audition than the ones they usually attended. There was an open space right in front of the judging booth, and a circle of chairs was placed around the judging booth, facing the number of people.

"Today's audition is not in order." Kyogokuhiko propped his chin and glanced over the faces of all the candidates, "If you think you are ready, just stand in the middle."

The few people sitting below looked at each other. No one wanted to be the first person to be the first to try this kind of audition meeting that did not follow common sense. If you are lucky, you can leave a deep impression on the judges. If you are not lucky, you may have to directly out.

After a long silence, a blond boy stood up, "Then let's start with me." I didn't feel it when I sat up, but when I stood up, I realized that he was tall, well-proportioned, powerful and full of vibrancy. The tone of voice is also very brisk, smiling and not too stressed.

Xinkai Chengshi flipped through the documents at hand, and seeing that Kyogokuhiko didn't raise his head and didn't intend to speak, he asked, "You don't seem to be nervous?"

The young man smiled and replied: "Probably because my competitors are very strong, so I was ready to return without success as soon as I came in." Can't help smiling.

"The world is impermanent, so it's better not to give up too early." Makoto Shinkai said, and handed the information to Kyogokuhiko.

"Kise...Ryota, right." Kyogokuhiko looked at the information and asked, "Model background, no acting experience?"

"If you count playing Sleeping Beauty in kindergarten, I still have a little experience." Kise Ryota shrugged. The company let him come here to make up for it. He is not very interested in acting, so he is really relaxed now status.

"Playing a prince?" the producer sitting on the side asked.

"No, as Sleeping Beauty." Kise Ryota replied, causing a muffled laugh.

"Then you can play Sleeping Beauty." Kyogokuhiko said, closing the materials in his hand and throwing them on the table, "Have you read the original novel, the scene played by Artest during the campus celebration."

What Kyogokuhiko wrote was exactly the part where Artest kissed the princess awake. Meihe, who was in charge of the set, was behind the prop tree, and he was heartbroken watching it.

Kise Ryota nodded, this paragraph does not need any lines, just a few simple actions such as walking on stage, leaning over and kissing, he carefully recalled the original description he had read before coming here, closed his eyes and took a deep breath to hypnotize himself The surrounding eyes that are about to pierce him are all gone, trying to find the feeling of acting.

【She watched the man come up, his brows and eyes were heroic, even though he was wearing a cheap borrowed costume, he showed a full of sassy aura, step by step, it seemed to be stepping on her heart.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, from the dark place to the bright place, the spotlight reflects the tenderness of the smile on the man's face.She couldn't help but hold her breath and followed him, her face blushing and her eyes dazed.It was a little crazy for a while.

Artest is a prince.

She quietly muttered in her heart, hiding behind the prop tree and peeping, the prince's eyes looked around the audience, inadvertently facing her, and then separated, the clouds and wind were so light that nothing happened, but it disturbed her pool of spring water .

As if a deer was hidden in his chest, he kept jumping and jumping happily, but when he saw the prince leaning over to kiss the princess, he was shot by the hunter's gunpowder and died. The pain was so unprepared.

That man was a prince, and she...

It's just a set that can be replaced at any time on the stage. 】

Kise Ryota's acting skills are not as expected by Kyogokuhiko. Although his eyes and body are very aura, the male protagonist can't be supported by aura, and he doesn't seem to have much enthusiasm for acting. , Kyogokuhiko nodded noncommittally, and said: "Try to see the ending scene again."

There is only one line and a button placed in Meihe's palm, but if the performance is not good, the whole drama can be said to be completely ruined.

Kise Ryota brewed his feelings for a while, and performed a gentle image of a standard campus prince, which is also his usual external image.

Jing Jiyan didn't say much, just let him sit back and said: "Next."

Xinkai Chengshi opened his mouth to comment a few words, encouraging the main criticism and supplementing it. The producer also followed his words and said a few words before sitting down and waiting for the second person to come on stage.

The first one to explore the way, and the rest of the people quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the director and the original author had the main say, it was not the director and original author they imagined, but a young boy. Seeing him sitting on the investor's seat, those who had a little knowledge of the film's investor became more cautious in their words and deeds.

At this age and this appearance, the young master from the Jingji family is probably the only one who appears in this position.

The second competition came out very quickly. I don’t know which performing arts company launched the newcomers, and their acting skills are quite satisfactory. The last scene is to follow the gentle and considerate image, and it looks more natural. Kyogoku Hikoyan He didn't even lift it, and called the next one lightly.

This happened three or four times in a row. Even if the image in the performance changed a little, it still couldn’t get rid of the broad category of sunshine and gentleness. Kyogokuhiko looked at it at the beginning, but later he lost the interest of raising his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair. He held Diarmuid's hand and played slowly.

The slender fingers and joints are clearly full of strength, and Shinkai Seiji, who is slightly controlled by the hand, can't take his eyes away. He smiled and turned his attention back after receiving Kyogokuhiko's slash.

As a person who read the original book to the point of rotten and arranged the whole audition together with Kyogokuhiko, he is very aware of the importance of the leading actor in this movie, and he is even more aware of those people. out.

"Next is me." The young man who was sitting in a side seat stood up and walked up, smiling with gentle brows and eyes.

Kyogokuhiko glanced at the living black marks crawling on the side of his neck, and yawned wearily, "Introduce yourself."

The man paused, and said, "My name is Yamaguchi Yongtai, I'm 16 years old, and I'm in Group A of the first year of the county senior high school. Please give me your advice."

What he said was exactly the information about "A Tai" that Kyogokuhiko mentioned at the beginning of the novel.

Kyogokuhiko stopped flipping through the materials, seemed to be a little interested, and said with a smile: "Then what role are you competing for, Yamaguchi-kun?"

"Protagonist." The boy said confidently.

Shinkai Makoto approached Kyogokuhiko and whispered: "Natori-kun and I have collaborated in several plays. We are young but our acting skills are like this." It's not good to have too much breath."

"It is a fallacy to deny talent because you are young." The boy retorted with the words written by Kyogokuhiko in the script, and his tone was calm and calm.

"However, existence has its rationality." Kyogokuhiko's eyes flashed, and he sat up slightly, "Unless your talent has reached the point of 'unreasonable', you don't have the right to question it."

"Talent has no limit." The boy continued to refute him with the lines written by Kyogokuhiko, "Since you don't even know where the perfect score is, don't you find the existence of the passing line very ridiculous?"

Kyogokuhiko said: "Although there is no limit, there is still a starting point. Otherwise, where do geniuses and mediocrities come from?"

"Genius is above the basic rating, and mediocrity is below the basic rating." The young man said decisively, "And even if there is only a one-point difference, you will never be able to cross this natural barrier."

"Because mediocrity itself has already denied my endless possibilities." Kyogokuhiko said at the same time as him.

The lines written in the two chapters did not seem to be inconsistent when put together at this time. There was a moment of silence in the room for a few seconds before the boy came back to his senses and bowed: "This is the end of my performance."

Kyogokuhiko said with a smile, "Well done." He paused, then continued, "The part at the end."

The young man nodded, straightened his clothes, buried his head and paused for a while, took a deep breath, and when he raised his head again, Jing Jiyan keenly noticed that his standing posture had changed, his back was straightened, his shoulders were relaxed, and he raised his head slightly. Lifting the chin shows a relaxed and oppressive posture.

"I'm sorry that I can't like you..." He said slowly in a mocking tone, made a pulling gesture on his chest with his fingers, and casually pushed it forward, as if he was really standing in front of him. Looking at a girl, he put the thing in the girl's palm, "This..." His eyes looked around casually, and the person standing in front of him seemed meaningless to him, "Please accept Down."

In the end, the ending of the sinking sentence brought out the meaning of indifference and charity, and his heart also fell to the bottom with this tone. He didn't even give the person in front of him another look, and sorted out the slightly messy situation by himself. Turning around behind the placket and leaving, still smiling like flowers blooming, but for no reason it made people's back feel a bit chilly.

The self reflected in those pupils was like a joke, and even in the end, he was used as a garbage disposal station, how ridiculous and sad.

Artest is a prince, and also a demon whose heart is filled with endless night.

The subtle disobedience I felt when I was reading the novel stems from Artest, who is as perfect as a prince. He is calm, rational and decisive. He knows the heroine's intentions but doesn't break them. Assuming that it was attacked by Heizi at one time as the setting does not follow the heart, and the talents of retreating from the red river are exhausted, and the very few who saw the foreshadowing and refuted it were also submerged in the online scolding war.

For example Xinkai Chengshi, such as this young man.

The name is Monday.

Kyogokuhiko murmured the name silently, clapped his hands and laughed lowly: "Beautiful, very beautiful!"

What he wanted to write from the very beginning was a person who didn't know what "love" was, lived numbly and coldly, pretended to be a gentle and kind person, but only when he watched others suffer and struggle, could he experience the existence of joy.

Artest is not the background board, but the background that drives everything. In all the violent conflicts, his shadow is indispensable at the root.

In the novel, Kyogokuhiko discusses campus violence and the pressure of entering a higher school. He unleashes a large-scale map with open fire, attracting almost everyone's attention to many hot social issues, and then in the movie, he points out the most deeply hidden A foreshadowing.

In the movie that is bound to be a big hit, the foreshadowing that few people have noticed is revealed, and the public opinion on the Internet is promoted behind the scenes. A slap in the face from the depleted critic.

It can be seen that everything is treacherous and cunning.

Meihe's cry at the end is not to commemorate her lost love, but to lament that she wasted precious youth on the wrong person, blindly immersed in the beauty of fantasy and never seeing through his mask.

The so-called love at first sight is mostly a love at first sight, and the so-called deep love is just an illusion.

What she cried was her own ignorance and shallowness.

This is why in this movie, the hero is more important than the heroine.

It's a pity that few people can see through the foreshadowing that Kyogokuhiko hides behind the thick fog. Most of the people who came to the audition read the lines several times and recited the lines. After all, the role of Artest at first glance is really a gentle and handsome boy. , requiring almost no acting skills.

As soon as Kyogokuhiko applauded, even a fool would know that Natori Monday got his blue eyes, those who went up instantly regretted it, and many who didn't go up also gritted their teeth and secretly regretted the loss of a great opportunity.

——Taking the connotation of the character shown on Monday by name, this character is far more dramatic and conflicting than they imagined, which means that this character will attract far higher popularity than they imagined.

If the eyes could be materialized, Natori Monday would have been dead on the spot by this time.

Men's jealousy.

Feeling deeply in his heart, the boy showed a harmless smile and sat back in his seat.

Compared to those people in the family...

That's far away.

Kyogokuhiko resumed his bored attitude, ordered Diarmuid to rub his shoulders and tap the fruit on his back, and handed over the command to Shinkai Seiji.

"It will be noon after the end." He stretched out his hand and drew a spell on Diarmuid, allowing them to communicate freely without opening their mouths.

"Yes." Diarmuid replied, "Is there anything you want for lunch?"

"I don't have anything in particular to eat." Kyogoku said, "I've lost my appetite recently." He leaned on the back of his chair and enjoyed the knight's service with moderate strength, his eyes half-closed like a lazy cat dozing off, "The weather is changing I don’t want to eat when it’s hot.”

Kyogokuhiko has always had such a problem. The hotter the weather, the worse his appetite. He used to rely on his body made of pure spiritual seeds to go without food for several days in summer. Now his body has no willful capital, but it is also I am not interested in food, and my appetite has been reduced by more than half compared to winter.

Diarmuid said: "You haven't eaten breakfast."

"I know, I know, I'll have lunch." Kyogoku said, handing his phone to Diarmuid, "Check what's around."

Of course he knew what his body was like, and the stomach that had been cramping just now was not a hallucination. He took out the stomach medicine from Diarmuid's pocket, chewed and swallowed it, and said with emotion that no matter how many times he took it, it tasted like It's eating toothpaste raw.

Dilumu said in his heart that if you eat breakfast honestly, there won't be so much trouble, but he still said that everything depends on your mood.

A few days ago, the situation where I drank two mouthfuls of porridge and started to retch non-stop and couldn't eat for a whole day is better.

Jing Jiyan raised his head and wanted to tease him, but he heard someone slowly say: "The higher you stand, the easier it is to fall. Be careful in everything."

The same lines written by Kyogokuhiko in the script of the novel, read out so leisurely, unexpectedly elegant and solemn.

Kyogokuhiko shrank his pupils, sat up straight and pulled his attention back.

The person in front of him had handsome features and calm demeanor, with an imperceptible arrogance and alienation on his body.

A faint blood energy permeated his whole body, and Diarmuid's body tensed up the moment he noticed it.

"If one day the falcon breaks its wings, it will eventually be smashed to pieces." The man chanted softly, and took a step forward.

Kyogokuhiko glanced at him lightly, hooked his fingertips in the spiritual power network floating in the air, and made him freeze up.

Heh, the little bat of the blood race.